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Thursday, December 04, 2014

Flat, No Scruggs...


Yep, that's what it looks like when all of the air suddenly evacuates the rear tire of Ye Olde Triumph Scrambler, on the way home from work. Luckily, it happened just up the street from my house, so i was able to 5 mph it to the drive, rather than having to get home and take the truck back for a rescue mission.

Just what I need in a December when my power bill mysteriously tripled, Christmas presents need to be bought, and i am already living on peanut butter and Ramen because of that.

End of self-pity. Life goes on.

Love, Jon

x


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Sorry about the word verification. I know you hate it...I hate it, too. But, the Spambots are suddenly coming out of the woodwork, and this is my first line of defense against them.

Anonymous comments are still gladly accepted.

So, all humans are welcome. Spambots can go to Hell.